All I got for Christmas was COVID, but I was one of the lucky ones | Liverpool City Champion

When my kids made their Christmas wishlists this year, COVID-19 wasn’t on it, but that’s exactly what we all got.

It was our second Christmas spent in seclusion after a walk along Manly Beach in December 2020, resulting in a quick 12-hour ride home before the borders closed.

A few years ago, going to intensive care with “severe respiratory distress” from a “rare” disease left me looking for asthma medication and prednisolone when I was having a simple cold, so I thought COVID would be hard on me.

I was wrong. Maybe it was because I only had my second shot of AstraZeneca four weeks before COVID visited me.

With so much COVID in our community and so many people likely to test positive in the coming days, I have been asked to share my story in the hope that it will help allay some of the fear, but also help ease some of the fear. shed light on the ease with which it can spread among young people.

I know that not everyone will have it as easy as us. I know of some who have made it tough and been affected for six years, but I hope my story helps reduce the stigma of those who test positive for COVID.

I have elderly parents and loved ones with serious co-morbidities that I know I need to protect. By sheer luck and some COVID safety measures, when we were finally able to take our children to see their grandparents that the lockdowns kept us from doing all year round, our youngest child did not pass COVID to them.

When we left Warrnambool for a family vacation, unknowingly taking COVID with us, we met our elderly parents outside and even chose not to stay with them as we normally would.

My eight-year-old, who we believe brought it to our family, was probably not contagious at the time, but we’ll never know – he was asymptomatic and never really got sick at all .

A socially distant vacation of mountain climbing and beach swimming meant there was no contact tracing to be done when our youngest was flagged as close contact and we were all finally tested. positive.

The time of the first negative test, then positive a few days later, meant that we were not contagious in the community of Warrnambool. We spent our wedding anniversary taking a COVID test together.

From what others in my “cluster” told me, it was the Delta variant that visited us over Christmas.

For me it was a runny, stuffy nose and a mild cough for two days. In fact, I probably would have confused it with hay fever, which to me is much worse than COVID was.

My husband was slightly worse, but he still managed to get to his home office and work long hours every day.

My four children – ages eight to 15 – have all tested positive. The most surprising thing for me was that I would never have known they had it, and I would have taken them to school if they had not already completed the year.

My youngest had a temperature of 38.5 one night – something we only checked because we knew then he had COVID. He demanded a new test saying, “I am not sick. I am not going to die”.

Of the other three, one was completely asymptomatic, the other two had only had a headache for one day and were a little tired.

Some of us lost our sense of smell, but it came back after a few days.

Looking back, we were lucky enough to get COVID when we did – no waiting for tests, free RAT tests given to us, and almost daily phone calls from the health care team to check our well-being (although by the time the positive results arrived we were already on the mend).

And as a friend of mine, who also contracted COVID, told me, “The fear is gone.”

The silver lining for us was to see the Christmas spirit like we had never experienced before.

Waiting the full three months to get our AZ meant we were left out of Warrnambool’s vaccinated economy for a few weeks, which also meant we didn’t do all of our Christmas shopping.

Thanks to the kindness of local businesses and friends who dropped off meals, toys and gifts for us, my youngest had something to unwrap on Christmas Day.

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